[R18] Looking for her in the crowd – “Looking for her in the crowd” addiction [English]

Chapter 124

Caiyue is very happy these days.

Because my young master finally has a beautiful woman in his arms.

Although the beauty seems to be less talkative than when she first came to Xiaoyao Villa, the most important thing to her is the young master. Seeing that the young lady is finally willing to talk to the young master and show a smile, the young master does not know how happy he is these days.

If the young master is happy, then she, the maid, will be happy.

Just as he was giving the young lady a bun with a white jade peacock hairpin, the young master opened the door and came in.

Caiyue stepped back knowingly, leaving space for the two of them.

Rong Jue looked at the beauty in the mirror, reached out and took off the white jade peacock hairpin, and replaced it with a pair of gold inlaid jade Toad Palace Zhegui distracted, lowered his head and kissed Jiang Rongrong’s cheek.

“That day at the palace banquet, I looked really good wearing a thick hairpin. Can you wear it for me today?”

Jiang Rongrong nodded in agreement.

“Nonnong is so good. Brother Ajue is taking you out today. Are you happy for Nonnong?”

Going out?

That’s right, since I woke up and came to this villa, I haven’t taken a step out. I can only enjoy flowers and play with deer every day, which is very depressing.

He nodded quickly.

“Then,” the beautiful eyes blinked slightly, “can you give me a deep kiss?”

As if someone was controlling her, Jiang Rongrong leaned over and placed a kiss on the side of Rong Jue’s face like a dragonfly.

Rong Jue’s peach blossom eyes were smiling crookedly. The memories of the past few days were too sweet, so sweet that he could recall them for a lifetime.

He knew it was false, but he indulged in it willingly.

He and she were closer than when they were young. He and she lay together under the maple tree behind the mountain, watching the maple leaves falling from the tree like falling flames, scattering on the two of them, and then they fell asleep together covered in red maple and moonlight.

He took her to make plum wine and buried it in the ground together, making an appointment to take it out next year. They drank together, and she agreed with a smile.

Oh, by the way, there is also Qingzhui, that is a memory shared by the two of him.

She was surprised that Qingzhui had grown from a weak pony to a tall and strong horse now. She touched its mane happily. Qingzhui neighed proudly and lowered her head to rub the soft palm of her little master’s hand.On the mountain path, the grown-up horse happily carried the two of them by at a gallop, leaving happy words and soft words everywhere.

I wonder if people who drank poisonous wine to quench their thirst in those days did it because the poisonous wine was too delicious, or because they had been thirsty for a long time?

Rong Jue could suddenly understand that person, because he at this moment was both.

In the evening, the sky was filled with colorful clouds, and Rong Jue took Jiang Rongrong back to the villa at dusk.

He took off Jiang Rongrong’s dark pink mink velvet cloak, held her slender waist, and sat down on one side.

“Non-Nong, are you a little tired today?”

“Yeah.”

Today, Rong Jue took her out for the first time. He went to listen to Kunqu Opera from the south of the Yangtze River for a while, and then boarded a unique awning boat in the water town. After several bumps, he was already a little tired. Tiredness hit Jiang Rongrong’s heart, and she nodded.

I don’t know what’s wrong with her these days, but she’s always been very tired and feels like something has been stolen from her body.

At the same time, his body seemed to be stuffed with an emotion that did not belong to him.

Whenever she sees the person in front of her, her heart will always flutter and she can’t control herself. This kind of emotion comes from no reason, like a thin and dense net that binds her, depriving her of even the ability to think.

After that night, her menstrual period came, and Rong Jue never let her do what she did that night again.

Every time she gets her period, her body is always extremely cold. When going to bed at night, Rong Jue hugs her to sleep. His body temperature is very warm, the most suitable temperature for hugging, but she feels inexplicable discomfort, which is an instinctive reaction from her body.

And her subconscious told her that no one could say anything about this matter, including Rong Jue.

Recently, she had a vague hunch that if she didn’t do something, this discomfort might disappear in a few days.

The things she could remember about Rong Chen became increasingly blurry, which made her panic. She thought of a way to secretly write down the past events between the two of them on her handkerchief every day. However, when she looked at it the next day, she had no memory of having done this at all.

Day after day, those memories were like fading ink marks on a handkerchief, quietly disappearing into her memory.

The golden osmanthus on the villa opened one after another, and the garden was filled with fragrance. Jiang Rongrong smelled this sweet fragrance and gradually fell into a dream.

It seems that the person in the memory can only be seen in dreams.

The cool breeze of late autumn blew gently, taking away the deep sorrow.

The south wind knows my wishes and blows my dreams to Xizhou.

The author has something to say:

Another bonus, have a nice weekend, little cuties~

The author would like to point out that this article is 1V1. I think the prince’s “drinking poison to quench thirst” mentioned in the previous article is already clearly hinted at.

_(:3　∠❀)_

After the copy of Nong Jue, it is the prince’s journey to pursue his wife. Is the author the kind of person who can write such bad jokes as “amnesia”?

Yes, because it’s cool._(:3　∠❀)_

PS: It’s not a traditional amnesia joke, it’s as fresh and refined as possible, as much as possible.